The carefree sixth prince, my father respectfully invites me to ascend the throne.

"Murong Mingyue, I'll ask you one last time: hand over Murong Xue and Murong Yun, and I'll spare your life!" Yang Ling said calmly.

"Don't even think about it!" Murong Mingyue said coldly.

"very good."

A cruel smile curved Yang Ling's lips as he stared coldly at Murong Mingyue and said, "Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish."

A cold voice came out, and seeing the murderous intent in Yang Ling's eyes, Murong Mingyue hesitated.

After much deliberation, he finally gave in.

"I'll go back to Liangzhou with you, and that'll be the end of it, okay?"

Upon hearing Murong Mingyue's words, Yang Ling's lips twitched coldly.

Now that things have come to this, he doesn't want much more; this is enough for him.

The journey back to Liangzhou was still quite long. Yang Ling, along with Mingyue and the others, hurried to an inn in a town in Bingzhou.

"Let's rest here for the night. I've been traveling for days and my body is about to give out."

Yang Ling rubbed her lower back; sitting on a fast horse for so long was exhausting for anyone.

I wonder when I'll be able to get that thing out so I won't feel so uncomfortable.

Mingyue nodded and led her men inside to make arrangements.

"Your Highness, there is no danger inside. You can rest assured and stay here tonight!"

Mingyue looked at Yang Ling with a serious expression and said that she now truly admired Yang Ling. Although he was young, his cunning was more profound than that of those old guys who had lived for decades.

Yang Ling nodded in satisfaction, and then led the people into the inn.

"A few guests please come in."

The waiter warmly invited Yang Ling and the others in.

Yang Ling led his men inside and then casually found a table to sit down.

"Waiter, bring up all your food and drinks."

Yang Ling said calmly that he was very hungry.

"Gentlemen, please wait a moment, I'll go prepare it right away." The waiter hurriedly left.

Yang Ling and the others sat there for a while.

Suddenly, a dangerous aura made Yang Ling tense up all over.

Yang Ling moved subconsciously, and Mingyue immediately noticed. She nodded to Yang Ling, indicating that he could rest assured. After all, with her there, if those assassins dared to come again, they would basically be doomed.

Yang Ling didn't say anything and continued eating her meal.

Just then, several figures suddenly darted out, their swords flashing, their target Yang Ling!

Yang Ling's expression changed. These people were really determined to get away with it, rushing over to their deaths.

"court death!"

Mingyue said coldly, and then she began to fight with these assassins. Anyone who dared to get close to Yang Ling would basically only have one fate.

However, the assassins were equally ruthless, seizing any opportunity to attack Yang Ling.

After all, they had finally found an opportunity, and they were unwilling to let it slip away.

Yang Ling wasn't worried at all. Anyway, she had a secret weapon on her, which would be more than enough to deal with these chickens and dogs.

A moment later, Mingyue brought the assassin leader to Yang Ling.

"Tell me, who sent you this time?"

Yang Ling wiped her mouth, put down her chopsticks, and looked at the assassin leader, Ling, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Hmph, go ahead and kill me if you dare!"

The assassin leader said disdainfully, a mocking smile in his eyes.

"Oh ho, still stubborn as ever!"

Yang Ling said with some surprise, "This assassin is quite stubborn. It seems we'll need some special methods to deal with him."

Soon, Mingyue brought several people over, tied the assassin leader to a wooden chair, and gagged him with a rag to stop him from chattering.

"Ready? Let's begin."

Yang Ling said calmly, the cold smile on her lips becoming even more pronounced.

"Yes!"

Mingyue immediately responded, then called over a few people to come over and firmly secure the assassin leader to the chair.

Yang Ling didn't waste any words and immediately ordered Mingyue to take action. For such a tough nut to crack, he should be taught a lesson.

Mingyue nodded, then ripped off the assassin leader's shirt, took a leather whip covered in salt, and lashed it out.

"Snapped!"

A sound of flesh being torn apart rang out, and the assassin leader couldn't help but scream in agony.

The sound came out as if the mouth was blocked.

But that wasn't all. Mingyue's hands didn't stop there. She lashed out several more times, and the assassin leader immediately screamed in agony. His face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Yang Ling watched with great interest. Mingyue was quite ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever.

However, people like this deserve it, and he had no intention of letting this assassin leader go so easily.

"Say or not?"

Yang Ling said calmly.

"Pooh!"

Unfortunately, Yang Ling was met with the assassin leader's spittle.

Yang Ling's expression changed slightly, and then she told Mingyue to continue attacking. This kind of person really won't surrender unless you hit him.

Mingyue, without wasting any words, immediately lashed out with her whip again.

The assassin leader let out another scream, but Yang Ling saw a hint of disdain in his eyes. It seemed this guy was quite tough.

"If you don't confess, you might lose your life today."

Yang Ling said calmly, his voice carrying a chilling killing intent that seemed to freeze people in place.

The assassin leader laughed coldly, completely disregarding Yang Ling.

After all, his wife, children, and elderly parents were in the other party's hands. If he betrayed his employer, wouldn't his wife, children, and elderly parents all be buried with him?

Yang Ling frowned slightly as she looked at the stubborn person, gave Mingyue a wink, and then walked out on her own.

Standing alone outside the inn, feeling the gentle evening breeze, Yang Ling didn't know how long it had been since she had felt so at ease.

After an incense stick had burned, Mingyue, her hands stained with blood, emerged from inside.

Upon seeing Yang Ling, Mingyue shook her head.

The assassin was incredibly stubborn; he couldn't get anything out of him.

Yang Ling had naturally thought of these things as well, but they were not important to him after all.

"Take your men and bring Murong Mingyue back. I have some business to attend to in Bingzhou City."

After careful consideration, Yang Ling calmly spoke, but as soon as he said it, Mingyue immediately shook her head.

With so many assassins around, it's not safe for Yang Ling to go out alone.